(via 'You can't always get what you want,' sang the fat chick, 'but if you cry sometimes, you'll find, you get what you need…' Lyrics are not her forte, and her evil twin can't take it anymore! : Photo of the Week : Cat's House of Fun : Catay.com)
(via Fear-O-Rama #137 - The fat chick warms her belly on the fire and calculates the number of ghosts that are watching her. (Age of structure) x (number of miles from civilization) = ghosts^2. : Photo of the Week : Cat’s House of Fun : Catay.com)
(via Often, the night makes promises that the day cannot keep. But every so often, the night’s ideas are so filled with hope, innovation and never-ending positivity that it leaks into the day and this is when the fat chick soars. : Photo of the Week : Cat’s House of Fun : Catay.com)
I need to think about this a bit further.
(via Shortly after this photo was taken, the fat chick participated in rolling out the barrels. She rode atop a barrel and moved it fully out of storage. It was unfortunate that the camera battery died just moments before she hopped up on the wine barrel. Trust, it was spectacular footwork! : Photo of the Week : Cat’s House of Fun : Catay.com)
(via The fat chick is agitated.
(I’ve been doing this online display of my photos for nearly 17 years. There have been “haters” all along — that comes with the territory. What’s upsetting is that recently, I’d say the last two years, the number of quasi-death threats has dramatically increased. The messages say things like: “Die, die, die!”,”Please die”, or “So angry right now. Fucking die!”. If you are posting death wishes out of ANGER about fat people even existing, get some mental health assistance. You could be living a much happier life.) : Photo of the Week : Cat’s House of Fun : Catay.com)
From way, way back. Breezy.
Socks…that actually fit a super fat leg! Miracles do happen!
See that look in my eyes? That’s from inhaling too much plastic smell. Kids, do not attempt this at home. I’m a professional.